Chapter 879: The Truth about Eight Years Ago (27)

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After tidying the ward, Qiao Lian sat next to Shen Liangchuan’s bed.

As they sat facing each other, he suddenly reached out and rubbed her head.

She laughed. “What’s that for?”

He said, “I feel that my Xiao Qiao has grown up.”

“Are you saying I’m old?”

“No.”

“Yes you are!”

He was amused by how willful and obstinate she was. “Even if you were, it doesn’t matter.”

Qiao Lian fell silent.

Then she gave a humph and looked at Shen Liangchuan. She suddenly picked up her cell phone and said, “I’m bored. Let’s play a game or two.”

He raised an eyebrow.

It seemed like she had gotten addicted to gaming again recently.

Besides, he was recuperating and it wasn’t a good time to be working. It seemed like a good opportunity to have some relaxing fun.

He picked up his cell phone.

They signed into the Lot mobile game app.

Qiao Lian said, “I now feel that mobile versions of games are comparable to PC ones. The pace is extremely fast! They are certainly more exciting than the PC version. Of course, it’s more challenging in terms of team coordination.”

Shen Liangchuan nodded in agreement. “Mobile eSports have potential for development.”

Qiao Lian’s eyes lit up at his a.n.a.lysis. “Perhaps we can invest in developing mobile games.”

Shen Liangchuan nodded.

She smiled and opened the app.

Then she signed in.

Shen Liangchuan was stunned the moment she signed into her account.

Because she had logged in with her primary account, Xiao Qiao.

He frowned.

Qiao Lian lifted her head and looked at him, saying, “Shen Liangchuan, the teams we get matched with when we use our sub-accounts are always bad and it’s no fun playing. Let’s use our main account to play.”

He pursed his lips.

He had not logged into his Zi Chuan account for a long time.

Because he felt that the day Soul Fighter had died, Zi Chuan had died too.

But seeing Qiao Lian’s hopeful expression, he suddenly smiled and said, “Ok.”

He could never bear to say no to her requests.

Just like eight years ago…

He cast his gaze down when he thought of the things that had happened eight years ago.

Picking up his cell phone, he logged into his main account as Zi Chuan.

Zi Chuan and Xiao Qiao thus finally met once again in the world of gaming.

Qiao Lian sent him an invitation to play together.

When they finally had ten players for two teams of five people, Qiao Lian selected her champion Xiao Qiao, and Zi Chuan selected his champion Zhou Yu.

The game started.

Immediately, someone texted:

[Oh my G.o.d, what am I seeing? Zi Chuan and Xiao Qiao!]

[That must be fake? It must be a fake account.]

[It can’t be fake, because account IDs cannot be reused. There is only one Xiao Qiao in all of Lot.]

Qiao Lian laughed when she saw these comments.

Yes.

Account IDs could not be reused.

She liked the character Xiao Qiao and she liked the name Xiao Qiao. In the past, when she wanted to use the name Xiao Qiao, she realized that someone was already using it.

She looked at Shen Liangchuan and said with a smile, “When I was young, I was obstinate. Back then I found the player who had first been using the ID Xiao Qiao, and I pestered her to edit her ID and include some sort of symbol, so that I could then use the ID Xiao Qiao.”

So in the end, she was the one and only Xiao Qiao in Lot.

Shen Liangchuan laughed when she told him this.

Then someone in the a.s.sembled team remarked:

[Who are Xiao Qiao and Zi Chuan? Why are all of you people so excited?]

Suddenly, the chat turned silent.

Qiao Lian and Shen Liangchuan exchanged a look without speaking. Because right now, the game had begun.